Fuck you

Qianmo was much thinner than before, standing at the door like a thin bamboo.Ming Yuegui even suspected that a gust of wind could blow him down.

The moment their eyes met, Ming Yuegui unnaturally staggered her eyes, and remained silent without speaking.

Qian Mo smiled, and sat next to him. The table was in a mess, and he started to tidy it up.

Although Qianmo tried his best to cover it up, Mingyuegui could still tell that the movements of his right hand were very stiff.

"Qianmo." Mingyuegui pressed Qianmo's hand and shook her head, "Don't worry about it, let Wangting take care of it later."

Qian Mo looked at him, his face was a little sickly pale, he retracted his right hand that was pressed by Mingyue Gui, tucked it into his sleeve, and said softly: "You are back. It's good."

Probably some people are born with such an ability, no matter how simple or short, as long as they say it, they can point to the softest part of the heart and calm down all the depression and grievances.

Ming Yuegui clenched her fist, then loosened it little by little, her eyes were sour, and it took a long time before she whispered, "I'm sorry."

Qianmo raised his left hand and patted his head gently: "It's not your fault."

These five words somehow touched Mingyue Gui's sensitive nerves. He raised his head suddenly, ignored the injury on his arm, firmly grasped Qianmo's wrist, and said tremblingly: "Why is it not my fault! I drove it!" Ghosting killed those heavenly soldiers at Nantianmen and seriously injured you so far. If it wasn't for me, why would you give up the crown prince's position to Shao Shang? He doesn't even know that you..."

"Mingyue, it's all over, aren't we all fine now?" The former prince of the heavenly clan seems to be so gentle and polite at all times, even if someone exposes his old scars, he can just write it down with a smile, "I I heard that you were injured, so come and see if you are worried, as long as you are fine. Don't move around, look at you, you are bleeding again, doesn't it hurt?"

"Mingyue" is a slightly intimate title, only Ming Ronglan and his master Qinghua Emperor have called him this way, and it seems to have returned to the long past before everything happened in a trance.

Mingyue Gui was dazed for a moment, and then he didn't accept this affection at all, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, like a child who lost his temper at his parents, went crazy, and just wanted to go hysterical regardless.

He patted Qianmo's hand away: "Qianmo, shouldn't you hate me?! They are all afraid of me and hate me. Do you know that I feel even more uncomfortable when you are like this! It's obviously me, and I hurt you , I killed you! Do you understand?"

The once supreme glory and pride were all shattered at the moment when Qianmo was seriously injured and gave up the crown prince.

It was his fault, his fault.

The two of them once studied together in Ziwei Palace of Lingbao Tianzun. Qianmo understood Mingyuegui, and if he didn't tell the truth, he would blame himself for all the faults, and he firmly believed it.

He has always been like this with his friends, overprotective.

This should have been a good thing, but Qianmo felt that he was harming himself.

Qianmo sighed: "Although I had to go to the Nantianmen battle, I never took action against you. The situation was too chaotic at that time, your mother suddenly grabbed the sword and killed herself. I wanted to stop it, but I was in a hurry. I don't know who pushed me away. I just hit the ghost that you drove past—Mingyue, I really don’t blame you.”

Mingyue was taken aback.

What is "I don't know who pushed me"?

Then it just hit the black peony knife?

... What Qianmo meant was that someone from the Celestial Clan plotted against him, or against himself?

Or, that person's goal was the two of them, one became a scapegoat for assassinating the Heavenly Clan's prince, and the other was seriously injured and could no longer serve as the prince, killing two birds with one stone without a trace.

But Qianmo, the prince, has always been very competent, has no airs, is humble and polite to everyone, and has never made enemies no matter whether he is in Jiuchongtian or in the world.

Who could hate him so much?

In the blink of an eye, Mingyuegui thought of a person, the person who had the most to gain from this conspiracy.

The next moment, he rejected it without hesitation.

Impossible, not less business.

Although Shaoshang is the second son of Tianjun, after Qianmo, he is the most suitable person to succeed the crown prince, but he claims to be upright in his actions, and he has a bright and bright future in his heart. Don't be ashamed of those dirty tricks.

According to his temper, even if he covets the crown prince, he will definitely go for it blatantly, instead of using such shameful methods.

"Who is it?" Ming Yuegui calmed down instantly from his gaffe, "Have you checked?"

Qianmo said: "I was in that situation at the time. My life was almost gone, and the Shaoshang was pressing every step of the way. I really didn't have the mood to care who made the move. But it doesn't matter anymore. It's good now, Jiuchongtian will stay for a long time It's so breathless."

It seems that Qianmo doesn't believe that it will be a small merchant.

Mingyue Gui's eyes dimmed, not knowing how to answer the words.In that place of Jiuchongtian, after staying for a long time, it was really hard to breathe.

Shaoshang was originally Qianmo's half-brother, and his relationship has always been very good, but later some inexplicable rifts arose, and in the end, the brothers turned against each other and turned against each other. Speaking of it, it is somewhat similar to his relationship with Ming Ronglan...

"You can live here with peace of mind, and don't think about the past anymore." Qian Mo was as careful as a hair, and could guess what Ming Yue Gui was thinking at a glance.He sniffed and said with a smile, "Mingyue's new body is really good. Just the scent of lotus is refreshing. Mingyue, if you don't mind, I'll come see you tomorrow."

He didn't know when he had cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, carefully poured a glass of water, pushed it in front of Ming Yuegui, then stood up, looked at Ming Yuegui and said, "Xinghe seems to have a bad temper, but he actually cares a lot." your."

Speaking of Xinghe, Mingyuegui couldn't help but slander her for a while, and when she heard Qianmo say that Xinghe cared about him, she was excited again, obsessed with the plot of "Youyang Lord, who doesn't get in touch with outsiders, even covered me with a quilt" and couldn't extricate herself from it .

Even he himself didn't realize that the old things that filled his heart were so easily blown away by the word "Xinghe".

He picked up the teacup in a good mood, took a sip, and laughed hahaha: "His bad temper was brought out from his mother's womb, I've been used to it for a long time, he obviously cares about you, but he insists on pretending that he doesn't care more than anyone else, He scolded me with a stinky face every day, I knew he was doing it for my own good, so I let him go, otherwise he would have bullied him to death."

Qian Mo: "..."

He suddenly felt like Mingyue Gui was proudly showing off his man's new wife.

Xinghe was sitting on a recliner in the bamboo grove, with a small open box in his arms, he was holding a green bamboo flute, humming, and listening to the movement in the room.

Leng Buding heard Mingyuegui's words, his fingers trembled, and the sound of the flute broke.

The old tortoise playing in the lotus pond was frightened, shrunk his neck, and yelled at Wang Ting, who was standing on the tortoise's shell and covering his ears: "What, is it loud? The sky is falling, huh?"